Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guatemala and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Quadrant to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
D'Angelo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stiv Bators,
Popol Vuh,
Procol Harum,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gap Band,
Robert Görl,
Eyeless In Gaza,
DJ Style,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Techniques,
Laurel Aitken,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jerry's Kids,
The Misunderstood,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dorothy Ashby,
Spandau Ballet,
Ice-T,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fugs,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Moleskins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rufus Thomas,
Barrington Levy,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Velvet Underground,
Blake Baxter,
Index,
the Slits,
Lungfish,
Erykah Badu,
Marc Almond,
Hasil Adkins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eurythmics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Oneida,
Jacob Miller,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cowsills,
Byron Stingily,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fear,
Talk Talk,
X-101,
Drive Like Jehu,
Amon Düül II,
Lakeside,
Soul II Soul,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Robert Hood,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Dead C,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.